A joke is a joke, but the challenge to the medicine pestle has seen no progress over several days.
Wei Yi went up, but his Daoist methods were powerless against such a mysterious realm, and this was inevitable; he understood in his heart that fighting and demonstrating Dao were not entirely the same thing.
Gu Zai tried as well, but his demon couldn't bite down on the pestle, and the blood river didn't corrode it at all, as if there was a layer continually isolating it.
"My blood river still lacks Heavenly Demon Blood, when I gather the materials, for sure..."
Beside him, Wei Yi teased, "By the time you gather them, we'll have turned into monsters here... In my view, a more practical change is, why don't you add some female demons in the blood river, the big-mouthed kind?"
Gu Zai unexpectedly didn't think it was unreasonable, "Makes sense, no teeth, thick lips, agile tongue, deep throat... Hmm, how should I do it, I need to think this over."
